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My cock is going to explode!” I scolded her and exited the vehicle. “No! Wait! Please! Uncuff at least one hand so I can jerk off! You fucking pr...ck!” She seethed at me. “I’m telling my daddy!” Her voice trailed off as I slammed the door shut. I smiled to myself and enjoyed my cigarette. When I got back in the car, Ling was moaning like a cat in heat. “Are you fucking kidding me?” I mumbled under my breath. “Ohhhuu! Finger me, Dante!” she painfully begged me to make her cum. I slumped over. You can fuck her for payment this time though.’ I just knelt there with my head down feeling totally humiliated. It never even occurred to me to object and in a way even if it did I don’t think I would have. The taxi driver sounded slightly shocked though ‘You mean she not even your girlfriend then? She is married to someone else?’ ‘Yeah!’ Simon laughed ‘I wouldn’t let my missus do what she has done, me and my mate picked her up in a pub back in town. She came out tonight to get fucked, yours. More

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